I went for a stroll in the park yesterday. It was a beautiful morning with bright sunshine and a lovely breeze. A few people were also there and we were enjoying the peace when it was shattered by the loud honking of a car several times in a row. An impatient mother had come to collect her daughter who was playing in the park with her grandmother. I felt rather sorry for the elderly grandma as I watched her hurry to the waiting car with her grandchild. I wondered why the rush, it wasn't going to rain. Oh well, that's life, always a mad rush, why can't we slow down a little?
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